[Ikazuchi Osoi]

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[attr="class","vgroup"] [attr="class","voguey"] [attr="class","mainv"] KUMO [attr="class","vlyrics"] You try everything You can to escape The pain of life That you know [attr="class","vcred"]@yamatsu - 322 words a short note here maybe

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[attr="class","vpostbg"]There was something that he needed to do. His Sage training was on the verge of beginning, and he was well on his way to realizing every dream he had ever had, but this had to come first. This, of course, referred to that Super-Secret Genin Trial of Passage that was relatively new and was known to few. And it was as mad and dangerous as it was legit. That’s why so few in the know had ever attempted it, and barely a fraction had ever achieved it. Still, as impossible as it was, this was something that he needed to do. Something that he needed to prove.

However, looking up at that kanji sign on the face of Lady Raikage’s office, Ikazuci Osoi was beginning to feel those familiar lurches and twists from his old fear of heights. It was a hard fear to overcome when his new home was the definition of heights, and it was taking a lot out of him not to revert to that old phobia, but he had a mission. One way or another, he was going to get his thumbprint up on that sign and add his own will to the indomitable Will of Lightning, itself. Or, and far more likely, one of Lady Raikage’s bodyguards would intercept.

The thought of being kicked down a mountain should have been enough to turn him away, but that look in his eyes was still there. Unwavering determination fuelled by that aforementioned need to prove to his peers that he had earned his place among the clouds. With his thumb moist with paint, Osoi jumped onto the rail that kept Average Joe from falling to his death and was set to launch himself up when someone rounded the corner. Thinking fast, he dove unceremoniously into a shadowed corner, landed with an uncomfortable thud, and let out a whimper of an "Ow,”.

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[Yamatsu]

The Young Pup

Yamatsu looked up to the Raikage's office from the walkway below. She had been so kind when they met, welcoming him "home" with open arms. She had reminded him of his mother, her kind words easing the fears he had since returning. His gaze shifted to the side, a young man caught his attention. He was gazing at the Raikage's office as well and looked like he was going to jump! Yamatsu took off racing up the paths and climbing parts of the cliff walls where it seemed faster. AS he got closer his head seemed to spin as he looked in every direction he could. Where did he go? Had he jumped already? Quickly he moved toward the railing looking over. No body so what happened? "Ow" His head snapped as his right ear wiggled a bit. Yamatsu crouched down instinctually waiting for predator or prey to jump out. He shook his head reminding himself he was not in the mountains anymore. "Hello? Are you okay? What's your name?" His voice cracked with nervousness.

Osoi -- 175

LAIKA OF THQ

[Ikazuchi Osoi]

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[attr="class","vgroup"] [attr="class","voguey"] [attr="class","mainv"] KUMO [attr="class","vlyrics"] You try everything You can to escape The pain of life That you know [attr="class","vcred"]@yamatsu - 303 words a short note here maybe

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[attr="class","vpostbg"]The throbbing in his head was already lessening, he’d survive it. The embarrassment currently eating at him was a different issue. Shaking the dust out of his white locks, Osoi sprung to his feet and used every drop of pride he could find to look at the one who’d witnessed his failed attempt. The one and only failed attempt, he reminded himself while forcing a sheepish smile as he took a step towards the fellow shinobi.

"I’m fine, I’m fine,” said Osoi hurriedly.

In his best effort to convince the other, he was waving his hands as if it were enough to dissipate the memory of what had just happened. In doing so, the sleeve of his kimono shirt slipped down and revealed just a bit of the bite mark that the wolf had left him. Quick to notice it, he pulled his sleeve back down, straightened up, and pulled himself together. Outside of Kaede-sama and his adoptive brother, Shigeru-kun, no one else knew about the mark. And, if Kaede-sama was to be trusted, he’d find out what it meant soon enough.

Too serious? Yeah, probably.

"I’m Osoi, Ikazuchi Osoi. Sugiyama Shigeru’s little brother.” said Osoi, unable to hide his smirk and completely unaware that his exceptional brother was not the Mr. Popular Jonin that Osoi seemed to believe. "Who are you?”

Now that was the question. Who was he? He was terrible at remembering faces so it’s very likely that they could have sat across from each other at the academy and Osoi would have never noticed. That’s even if this kid ever went to the academy. Might just be some shop owner’s kid walking by, or something. But something, call it instinct, told Osoi that he and this kid might have more than a few things in common. All good, he hoped.

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[Yamatsu]

The Young Pup

Yamatsu stepped back giving the other some space. He told him he was fine but the look on his face betrayed that lie. He waved Yamatsu off before quickly pulling his sleeve down. It looked like a wound but he was not looking hard enough to fully see it. He introduced himself as Ikazuchi Osoi, a name he did not remember from before. His head tilted in a questioning look when he announced his brother. He must be a shinobi of great fame if his brother beamed so brightly saying his name. "Apologies I am Ikinokoru Yamatsu." He bowed low showing respect to the brother of a great shinobi. "Apologies again I have not heard of your brother. However i have been..." Yamatsu wondered how much of his life he should share. Did this other boy need to know about his life in the wilderness? No it did not seem like a good time to divulge that information. Daisuke-Sama had brought him back to the village and straight to the Raikage. It might also be a bad idea to tell this one of his new position within the village. He looked up realizing he had gone silent before blurting out a quick response. "Uh I've been away for a few years, living with family out in the mountains." Technically he had not lied. Yamatsu looked over to the railing Osoi had been standing on again confused. Why had he been up there? He looked to be in some pain and embarrassment still. He seemed proud of someone, Yamatsu doubted he was looking to go head first over the edge. He turned back, his golden eyes narrow looking Osoi over again. "What were you doing up there?" Yamatsu said pointing to the rails.

Osoi -- 292

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[Ikazuchi Osoi]

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[attr="class","vpostbg"]Away for a few years? That got Osoi’s attention well enough, and not simply because it meant that his instincts were entirely wrong. Still, he was rather quick to accept the excuse of a life in the mountains. After all, he used to be a blacksmith’s son in a village by the Eastern Sea. Now, he was here and all that was left of that little village. A shadow of sorrow flitted into his expression, but it was gone a second later.

At Yamatsu-kun's question, Osoi pointed up, aiming his finger at the large kanji sign up there on the front of Lady Raikage’s office. As he pointed, he waited for some indication of understanding, but then he remembered. This shinobi had been away for some years. Living up in the mountains and blissfully aware of the Super-Secret Genin Trial of Passage. He probably felt like more of an outsider than Osoi did in this village. Well, there was his chance to roll out the ol’ welcome mat.

"It’s the Super-Secret Genin Trial of Passage. Few know about it, but hardly any have managed to do it,” said Osoi as he lowered his hand and reached for a kunai. "Any genin who’s worth anything had managed to make their mark on that sign up there without getting caught, to show that...y’know, they’re part of the Will of Lightning.”

That they were one with the village, he said to himself as he wiggled his free thumb still damp with black paint. That steely determination was back in his eyes again. Osoi was ready for his second, and hopefully final, attempt. His only hope was that he hadn’t missed his window of opportunity to do this. Once he started his sage training, chances were that he’d miss his chance to leave his mark.

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[Yamatsu]

The Young Pup

Yamatsu followed the finger before his eye set upon the Raikage's office and the sign hanging above it. A secret genin right of passage... he felt honored Osoi had shared this information with him. He had never heard of such a thing when he had lived here before. His gaze returned to Osoi with a smirk. If the young man wished to leave his mark than he would help him achieve that goal. "Osoi I would like to help you if you do not mind." His voice certain. If he could help him, make this bond, then maybe he would not feel so alone anymore. He nodded his head before walking over to the railing placing both hands on the metal bar. "I want to do it too, lets both leave our mark." He turned back with a wide smile. "Let us grab the will of lightning for ourselves!"

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LAIKA OF THQ

[Ikazuchi Osoi]

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[attr="class","vpostbg"]The kunai spun and spun as Osoi paid close attention to this guy’s words. As it spun, it worked its way higher and higher up his index finger until it spun right off and shot towards the cloudy expanse on the opposite side of the rail. It didn’t get too far, though. With that uncanny dexterity of his, his arm shot out, and his fingers closed around the handle before it got too far away from him. Then, he started spinning it again, all the while waiting for that other shoe to drop. It didn’t.

Osoi stopped spinning his tool and his arm fell limp at his side. He was staring. Usually, he’d try his hardest not to, but he couldn’t really help it. Of all the things he’d expected Yamatsu to say, none of that would have made it into the top ten. And, honestly, it disarmed him as he began to understand what was about to happen. It was something that did not have as often as he’d liked. Ikazuchi Osoi was about to make a friend. Or he hoped so.

"Nah, I don’t mind it at all,” said Osoi, grinning sheepishly. "Let’s do it together.”

Gripping the handle of his kunai with renewed his sense of purpose; his drive to do this one thing above all else. Having someone to do it with was something extra. A boost that he didn’t know he needed until a kid from the mountains had wandered around the corner and said hello. The will of lightning, eh. Yeah, Osoi thought, let’s make it ours.

Without announcement, Osoi crouched before he lept backward, landing neatly on the railing. Same spot as before in his first attempt. Then, with all the strength and dexterity that he could muster, Osoi threw his kunai up and away towards the rock face just under Lady Raikage’s office. For a moment, Osoi just watched as it cut through the air. Then, when he deemed it close enough, he formed five hand seals in quick succession and poof, he was gone.

In his place, the kunai clattered to the floor, landing close to Yamatsu’s feet, while Osoi swallowed a yell as he hurtled towards that painful-looking rock face.

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[Yamatsu]

The Young Pup

Yamatsu beamed with happiness as he realized he was making a new friend. He was excited to have someone to talk to on a semi-regular basis. He watched Osoi casually back flip back onto the rail. The dexterity he displayed made the move seem so easy and simple. Yamatsu shook his head in amazement at the feat. He was about to call out to Osoi, to ask him how he planned on reaching the kanji sign when it was so far away. However as he opened his mouth to speak Osoi vanished leaving Yamatsu stunned and standing there with his mouth open. "OSOI!" His voice was sharp like a howl. Yamatsu rushed over to the railing throwing his hands out to stop him from going over. His head turned looking everywhere below him for some sign of the other boy. Did he fall? He could not see a body and heard no screams from the villagers below. "OSOI!" He turned to the side, maybe he was playing a prank on him. Yamatsu started to panic seeing no sign of the other below or near him. He had not looked up assuming the worst.

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[Ikazuchi Osoi]

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[attr="class","vpostbg"]It was a personal victory that he didn’t slam head-first into the oncoming outcropping. At the same time, it was not his finest moment as he scrambled to grip onto that outcropping. It lasted but a moment, but there was a flash of panic as the young shinobi thought of the very, very long drop that awaited him if he failed. His smashed, scattered, and bloody remains at the bottom of the mountain. His name used as an example to future academy graduates wanting to take up the challenge. Ikazuchi Osoi, the one who failed the worst. Cha.

Then, his hands found their grips, his feet found their footholds, and that thought was gone as quickly as it came. His reinforced purpose and his sudden progress allowed the surging adrenaline to ebb like the tide. In its place, and cutting through the early morning stillness, was the sound of his new friend calling out to him, loudly. And the panic was back again. Only, this time, he was picturing one of Lady Raikage’s Sentinel’s appearing out of nowhere to mercilessly kick him down the mountain while his new friend watched on in embarrassment. All was lost!

Acting quickly, Osoi loosened his left grip, felt around for a small, loose enough rock, and threw it well at the back of Yamatsu. Not enough to hurt him, but enough to quiet him down before Lady Raikage, herself, woke up and brought the whole mountain down on them for their transgressions. He heard others saying that she could do stuff like that, like summoning a great lightning storm, or the giant, wingless dragon that she rides into battle with. Well, allegedly. No one has been able to prove that yet.

"Yamatsu!” yelled Osoi, but barely above a whisper; waving his arm to catch the mountain-kid's attention. "Hey, Yamatsu! Over here! Quick!”

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[Yamatsu]

The Young Pup

The panic was building inside Yamatsu as be readied himself to shout once more. Thud He lurched forward slightly feeling something hit his back. He turned quickly looking around for the source before finding a rock on the ground. How in the world did that hit him? Yamatsu's ears twitched hearing a faint call making him look up. In surprise he saw Osoi hanging from the cliff face. He was not sure how he got up there but was relieved he was alive. With a sigh and a slight shake of his head he wondered how he himself would get up there. At his feet was the kunai Osoi had thrown. If it was here and Osoi was there maybe he used a replacement jutsu to make the distance. Yamatsu did not feel comfortable with that idea but had another in mind. If he failed Osoi would get to watch his body fall to the ground below. He figured there would be a splat but doubted Osoi would hear it from his height. He imagined the thin trails in the mountains, the creeks and small gorges he would have had to jump across. His feet moved on their own bringing him closer to the edge and railing. He leapt up his right foot landing on the railing as he made a single hand seal. With a burst of speed he pushed off throwing himself into the air. The Body Flicker was normally used to move faster than the eye could see on land. He had never heard of anyone using it to leap into the air. He soared through the air his heart racing. Was this what a bird felt like when it flew? He did not have a lot of time to dwell on the thought as he came closer to the cliff face. As his body hit the rocks his hands and feet scrambled for a hold. Realizing he was safe he took in a big gasp of air almost laughing out loud. "I did not think that would to be honest." He reached over offering Osoi a fist.

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